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the clothier of the revolution

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[Oct. 26th, 2009|02:37 am]
the clothier of the revolution
late night
sense of failure comes
calls to me like drums
and i answer in tears

i answer in tears

oh the late night
when the house is dark
quiet envelops me slowly
the turn-down
the rightside-up frown
making me feel so lowly

oh well
i've been here before so
you think i'd be somehow immune
oh well
you've heard this before
it's such a familiar tune

late night
sense of failure comes
i twiddles its thumbs
the passage of years

the passage of years

oh late night
when the house is dark
loneliness creeps up slowly
the bedtime
the alarm bell chime
numbs me to the feeling, if only

my friends say
you're doing fine
you follow your own time
but i feel like my time is running out
my wife says
you'll make it, don't worry
why in a hurry
my defeat is hastened by doubt
my mother says
i'm so proud of you
everything you do
but i wonder what i've done
my children say
i love you, papa
now why can't that be enough

i don't know
i don't know

empty like the drained glass
i sometimes dream is before me
something chemical to silence the voices
or somehow get them to ignore me

but nothing here
nothing real for me
just a pathetic grab at truth
but nothing here
nothing real for me
my dreams, they fade like youth

and i don't have it in me to fight
maybe my self-doubt is right
i shouldn't stay up at night

late night
sense of failure comes
calls to me like drums
and i answer in tears

i answer in tears

oh well
i've been here before so
you think i'd be somehow immune
oh well
you've heard this before
it's such a familiar tune
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